Under the heiress facade

In the clinic, Hera and Johnson were focused on a human model laid out on the bed, marked with various acupuncture points. Nearby, there was a medical simulator with a display showing a model of the human body that corresponded to Harvey's condition. After more than a week of research, Hera finally finalized the treatment plan for Harvey. This was a simulation exercise before the actual treatment.

Hera carefully inserted the last needle into the acupuncture point. After a moment, the red dots representing key acupuncture points on the display turned green.

"It worked!" Johnson exclaimed.

Hera checked the data on the monitor and smiled. "This works. We can proceed with the treatment."

She turned to Johnson and gave him a high-five.

Catherine, who had been observing from the side, also smiled. "Hera, you're getting better."

As the three were rejoicing, a commotion outside signaled Nicholas' return with Wayne. When Hera came out, she saw Wayne drenched, with a bite mark on his arm.

She turned to Johnson. "Johnson, it's getting late. You should head home. Thanks for your hard work."

Noticing the situation, Johnson said his goodbyes and left.

you still need me to get the job

bad." Hera tossed him a small item she pulled from

him something. But when he took a closer look, he saw it was a

the hell! Are you pulling my

catch a cold. And if you've got nothing better to do, stay out of bars

damp. "I'm fine. There's no way I'd catch a cold from a little

he

don't want an injection, go home and take

planned to linger when was not around. But

out the

mention of an injection.

get into a fight?" Catherine didn't know what happened and brought over disinfectant and

dejected and didn't

Hera asked as she prepared a bowl of

nodded sadly, holding the towel over his head and the soup in his